It was monday morning and our maid/cook had not turned up. I hurriedly cooked breakfast for dad and bro. Idly, chutney. I brushed my teeth and got back into kitchen only to find, 1 idly missing. There were scratch marks on almost all the idlies. The missing one, was on the floor. I was stunned. I got so mad. I looked around nothing.
I remembered Ratatouille, and it dint make me feel a wee bit better. I trashed all of the Idlies and started all over. I was running late. My anger was rising. I couldn't grasp the fact, that I am redoing stuff, and I probably would be late for office, due to one dumb rat! And to know, he would have that much courage to get his mouth into the food, I had just prepared! What does he think of himself? How could he? In my kitchen! Yuck!!
I was still mad, as I briefed about it to dad, and bro. They were shocked too. In my hurry, I dropped 1 idly on the floor.. and it went flat, just like the first one. There were other marks too, due to the plate on the dough that had risen, and made rough marks. Could it be? Huh.. I have no idea.. Dad dint comment, but he only said, there are no rodents around in kitchen.
Strange, how something can shoot up my anger in an instant. Funny, how I can fall for something so silly!